Olivia
The frosty silence had thawed slightly between Nathan and me by the end of the week. It seemed as though he had a change of heart after all, and he decided to throw the Council off in order to save Alvin.
I respected him immensely for that; he was putting his own livelihood at stake for our childhood friend, and suddenly, I felt like an absolute ass for some of the things that I said to him on the night of our argument.
It was like our argument over my father’s eviction, when I discovered that Nathan had spent the last ten years trying to find out what happened, all over again.
Even though I still sensed a residual bitterness emanating from him over my so-called ‘feelings’ for Alvin, I was relieved that Nathan had finally agreed to help.
The day after our awkwa
